Chapter 5

I took a deep breath. I am without a doubt going to die.

Korbin POV:

epiphany n;

a moment of sudden revelation or insight

I think I was having one of those. An epiphany, I'm not human, that one was obvious. In the long and awkward drive with Dyson, I guess I came to terms with what I was. This is who I am, and what I'm going to be, there is no stopping it. I'm a Phoenix, I'm a majestic and apparently worshipped creature. I took the time to take in my appearance, I had a now blood stained leather jacket, and a leather bustier, and really tight shorts. I had these kick ass black boots and my rings, and I had red hair and sapphire eyes.

I felt the car stop and I looked out the window and stared some old glass factory warehouse.

I felt a pit form in my stomach, I was most likely going to die.

"You'll do fine." Dyson awkwardly smiled, trying to assure me, I guess but all it did was make me feel the exact opposite of it.

I stepped out of the car and walked towards the entrance paying attention to the gravel crunching under our feet as we approached.

He opened the rusted metal door that groaned in protest.

I walked through letting the cheering and yelling of what seems to be an arena full of people, er, Fae, lead me.

"Don't worry, you'll be okay. Remember, you don't actually have to choose a side." Bo assured.

"Yes you do, you could be easily protected and taken care of if you chose a side." Dyson said through gritted teeth, his body going tense.

It was an obviously tense subject I wouldn't touch.

I felt Dyson's hand on the small of my back as he pushed me into a room.

"Leave us, Wolf." The Morrigan sneered. He glared at her but unhappily obliged. I watched him go, and quickly turned back to the woman in a tight dress that wasn't exactly modest.

"I'm the Morrigan. You must be Korbin." She held out her hand and I reluctantly grabbed it, letting her shake my hand before quickly dropping it.

"Let's cut to the chase sweetie. I want you on our side. We let you get to have more fun than those uptight people in the Light. Think about it sweetheart, I can sense that you're powerful. I can let you live up to your full potential." She smirked.

I took breath getting ready to answer until she held up her hand to silence me.

"We'll see what you choose after your test." She said and sashayed out of the the mildewy room just as the Ash walked in.

"Hello Korbin." He smiled.

"Hi." I said meekly.

"I won't need to give you a speech on why you should choose the Light. I'm sure the Morrigan has covered that. We do have a stricter set of rules though. We need to know what you are before you choose your side."

I didn't understand why but when I looked him I was almost allured. I felt as if I knew him in a different lifetime, that we were close. Very close.

"You seem familiar." I blurted out. He chuckled deeply.

"Perhaps we've met some time ago." He said and left.

I stared after him, and then the creaky metal door that slammed shut after him. I stared at it as someone came up behind me.

"They're ready, Korbin." Dyson smiled. I took in a shaky breath before following him.

Dyson led me through a small corridor and through a door. I heard squeal shut and its locks click.

I waited for about 5 minutes and walked forward next to the large wall, covered with weapons, from crossbows to broadswords.

"Fighter, choose your weapon." I heard an unfamiliar voice yell down from the rafters. I looked above me to see Bo and Kenzi watching with angst and a few irritated Fae glaring at Kenzi. Trick was in between the Morrigan and the Ash. Dyson was in the corner at the staring at me with his arms crossed waiting for something to happen. Lauren wasn't there, probably still testing my blood. Hale was there his arms folded looking annoyed with the entire situation.

"Choose already!" An impatient Fae yelled. I furrowed my brow, why would they be excited for a slaughtering of their own kind?

I turned to the weapons evaluating every single one of them. The crossbow looked efficient but most likely not powerful enough for what they would put me through, the swords were mostly dull, and the daggers were rusted. None of these were useful. I kept examining them until I heard chains being pull and a loud roar erupted from the far end of the cement arena. I quickly snatched the two things that had caught my eye. They were the only sharp enough swords, they were twin Xiphos swords, I don't really know how I knew this, but I felt the need to smile as if I met an old friend as I checked if I could hand the weight.

I expertly spun them in my hands and felt as the rushing metal blew my hair in my face I formed into an attack position as I stared at my opponent. It was a grotesque creature, I assumed it was a troll from its green hue, its underbite made his sharp and somewhat broken bottom teeth, its eyes were dark and beady, it was covered with warts, it only wore a small loin cloth, letting its disgusting belly protrude. The only thing holding it back were rusted chains. I watched as a scaly Fae freed its shackles before scurrying back to what I assumed was where they held these UnderFae. It let out a deafening roar which spurred the crowd into a frenzy.

It used its bare feet to dig at the ground like a bull. He charged forward, I acted on what I assume was instinct and adrenaline. I ran forward and propelled myself into the air back flipping and using my feet to push off of its head and front flipping to the floor. I landed on the floor surprisingly gently.

I watched as it toppled over from the force. He let out a grunt of confusion before he was up on his feet already trying to find me and when he did he let out a low frustrated growl. I didn't want to kill it but it obviously had other intentions. He charged at me and let out a malicious growl. I sidestepped last minute and let him impale himself on the sword. I felt him slide off and gag on his blood. No one said a word, it was a deafening silence. I could hear the blood dripping connect with the cracked cement blood. The crowd was muttering, to my surprise they erupted into cheers.

"FINISH HIM!" They chanted.

I turned around and pressed it against the monster's chest and felt the sword sink into its heart. I took a breath and looked at the UnderFae.

It's mouth was open and black blood that was staining the floor was also dripping down his chin. Its eyes were glazed over and staring at the high ceiling.

'Thank you,' I heard a gruff but relieved voice say in my head. I could only guess was the troll's.

"Bring it in!" The Morrigan yelled, I could see the malicious glint to her dark brown eyes as she gripped the metal railing leaning over slightly for a better view. Trick rolled his eyes and the Ash just stared more intently, but less excitedly than his obvious rival.

Someone dragged the troll away and the crowd once again fell into a deafening silence. All you could hear were my ragged breaths and occasional muttering in the crowd. All of the sudden I was violently slammed into a nearby wall by a large mass. I had already dropped my swords on impact.

I looked to see a large bald man who grinned at me revealing his yellow and black teeth. He through me across the arena where I slammed into a wall of boxes. My head was pounding, I'm pretty sure I had received a concussion. I let my blurred vision clear, I saw the behemoth of a man start towards me, I let the blood from a gash on my forehead blur my vision. I was ready to give up. I felt his meaty hand wrap around my neck squeezing it, depriving my lungs of the desperately needed oxygen. I kicked lightly trying to reach the ground he had raised me from. I heard his cry of victory. I wanted to say I had fought and try my hardest but damn wouldn't that be the biggest lie I ever told.

I had already closed my eyes waiting for my impending death.

A/N: OOH Cliffhanger and what was that little scene with the Ash? You'll find out soon enough and don't worry I'm updating soon I've started up the next chapter already. Yayyy. I'm thinking of renaming the story as I have realized I don't like the title anymore. So if you readers have any suggestion I'll gladly accept them, in the reviews or a PM. I'm also going to start a new story for the tv Arrow, I honestly don't know what love interest to do it might be Tommy Merlyn or Oliver Queen. Well, bye!